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• Artiste: Strung Out
• Titre: Strange Notes
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Our heroes are insane Stranger to the times Nothing here is ever what it seems Close your pretty eyes Wipe away that grin The battle for your soul will soon ignite And we're gunna blast this shit all night Gimme gimme gimme gimme more We gunna pick our shit up off the floor And set these old ways of ours to rest Breath in breath out hold it in There's more to this than we'll ever win The answers in the wind we are devout To every drop of blood that we bleed out Here where the names are everything we own I can do without I'd rather die a broken man At the place I took a stand I'd rather go insane fighting for this love If all is tragedy then what will come will be We are strangers no more We write confessions on the walls There's more to this than we'll ever win We speak in lies in secret protocols Breathe in breathe out hold it in Show me where the hell you been Cuz I'd really like to know Here the names are all the same And all we ever got is blame Show me show me I don't wanna die knowing what I left behind Wasn't something worth the stand Stranger are the times As we get left behind We know nothing here Is what it seems